GABRIELLE POV
Leo parked the car, and Gabrielle quickly stepped out, her anxiety palpable. She walked into the house, where Letizia was already seated at the dining table, sampling the wedding buffet. Leo followed, a frown etched on his face.
“Son, I'm glad you're here. Come sit down and try the wedding buffet,” Letizia said, ignoring Gabrielle as if she were invisible.
Leo sat down, his eyes fixed on his mother. “Aren't you going to invite the bride to try it?” he asked, his tone sharp.
“Yes, Letizia, shouldn’t the bride approve the wedding buffet?” Maurizio echoed, nodding in agreement.
“Take a seat,” Letizia sneered at Gabrielle, while Leo simply shook his head in disapproval.
As Gabrielle reached to pull out a chair, Maurizio intervened. “Don't sit down, Gabrielle. That's not th
